Chapter 21: Honey, This Mirror Isn't Big Enough for the Two of Us

His passion for magic aside, Onmund had always thought of himself as a proper Nord lad, growing up. He never saw himself as a depraved voyeur, nor a feeble mind easily influenced by the likes of Sanguine, but he couldn't help but stare through Raven's bedroom door as it was slightly ajar. There was just something so off about the scene unfolding before his eyes that he had to look twice to believe it.

Under the dim candlelight that slanted between the thick, stone walls of the dormitory, it was hard to discern the exact movements of the two figures that squirmed about in Raven's bed. But Onmund knew what he saw. His good friend Brelyna, who had been happily betrothed to the Dragonborn himself until no more than three weeks ago, had Raven's tongue stuck deep inside her soft, ashen cheek. She had telltale black lipstick smeared across her jaw and along the sides of her neck, even staining the usually pristine white collar of her mage hood. It had been weeks since he last spoke to either of the girls. Now, it wasn't so hard for him to imagine why.

Ever since the aftermath of the last dragon attack on the College, Raven had overtly refused to speak to him every time he had tried to get her attention. And though Brelyna typically kept to herself to begin with, she had become more withdrawn since she had called off her engagement to Errenir. Somehow, that made the idea of the girls finding solace in each other's company in that way even harder for him to imagine. Though Raven was unpredictable by nature, it was very unlike Brelyna to exhibit such a sudden change of behavior. It made Onmund worry all the more about the Dunmer. She hadn't been the same since she had come back to Winterhold with Raven from their last expedition.

Onmund paced around for a bit, breaking his gaze from whatever was happening behind Raven's door. He thought of how he would relay Tolfdir's good news to her, given how she had shunned him over the past few months. He wondered if he should knock on the door to catch Raven's attention, but it seemed that Raven had caught his attention first by chucking a thick spell tome that went flying past his nose.

"What the hell, Onmund?" Raven yelled from the edge of her bed as Brelyna hid her own embarrassment behind an Illusion textbook, hastily snatched from the nightstand.

"I didn't see anything, I swear!" Onmund stuttered while covering his eyes and turning away. He could feel the unwelcome heat and redness flushing their way into his cheeks.

"Yeah, right! What the fuck are you doing here?" Raven histrionically screamed at the top of her lungs.

Onmund scratched the inside of his ears to stop them from ringing. Though he had known Raven for nearly a year now, he never got used to her odd and profane way of speech.

"Master Gestor and Master Tolfdir wanted to see us. They said they found a new lead on helping you go back to your world, but now seems to be a bad time," Onmund replied shyly, deliberately avoiding any eye contact with Brelyna and desperately trying to hide his flushed expression.

"What? No, just give us a minute," Raven said nonchalantly before slamming her door at Onmund's face.

The young mage was perplexed with how his friend managed to go from completely ignoring him for months to suddenly complying with him in a matter of seconds, but he had accepted long ago that he would never understand the mystery that is Raven Willow Bryar.

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(A/N: Raven'z dark POV now XD)

A few weeks later... me and Brenana were in my room making out. She's my gf now (yes in that way) because she brok up with Errornir. I was wearing my black corset top with black leader pants that I made myself because I've been in Skyrim for a while and I needed new cloths like the ones I had on modern earth. It's the last shred of normality I had left so must dress gothic (in case you can't tell.)

And then Onion was at my door watching me and Brenana kissing and I think he was masticating to it. I was like OMFG ONION WTF?! and I throw a book at his face but I missed. I was gunna summon my artronarch to shoot him but Barleyna was embraced about the situation and I didn't wanna make her upset.

"I didn't see anything, I swear!" Onion said but I didn't believe him

"YEAH RIGHT WTF R U DOING HERE?!" I shooted at him.

"Master Gestor and Master Tolfdir wanted to see us. They said they found a new lead on helping you go back to your world, but now seems to be a bad time," he said while looking away like he hated me.

Onion said something about finding a way back home for me and I was shocked! I wanna hear about what he was gonna say so I had no choice but to forgive him for being an ass and braking my heart before. To be honest, I don even remember why I was mad at him anymor.

"Fine but gimme a min" I said and then I went back inside my room. I made sure I spammed the dor at Omind's face becaus I was still a little mad at him but not as much as before. I used my alternation magic to change my hair into enoby black with neon green tips and put on my black mage robbs over my leather outfit bcos it was cold outside in the Collage of Winterfell.

"Barleyna, get ready. Onion said we gonna meet with som proofs to send me back home and I need you for mortal support." I say to my new gf.

"Wait, what's going on?" She said confusingly.

"I dunno either but me and onion try to explain l8er. Ok?" I said derpressingly.

"Whatever this is about, it seems like a lot to take in. But I'll be there for you, if you need me. Just like how you were there when I needed you most," Barleyna said and she hold hands with me. I locked lovingly at her red vampire like eyes and I realized why Error loved her so much (before the jerk cheated on her.)

Brenana comed her jet black hair with red streaks (I use my alternation spell to make it pretty by her requuest) tghat was all messy before and she wiped da black lipstick stains off her face. Then I open my door and Onion was there.

"Ok" I said and I followed him. Barleyna came too for moral support and we held hands while Onion stared at us. He was probably jellous so I stuck my middle finger up at him.